My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 196 The Witch in the Dream

Aye left.

It was not a moment of anger, but he left the mansion directly.

He left very decisively, without any sloppiness. Since that day, he has never appeared in front of Tamaki Hikaru again.

"The house is quite deserted, and you asked Flanders to take care of that fool."

In the end, Yachiyo Yayoi was the only one left with Tamaki Hikaru.

Flanders was assigned by Tamaki Hikaru to stay with Aye, and the already spacious mansion seemed even more empty and lonely.

"Aye is an impulsive and careless person. Only with Flanders' help can I rest assured."

Tamaki Hikaru explained lightly and turned to look at Yachiyo Yayoi.

"Aye chose to leave, what about you?"

"As long as I can stay by your side and do something for you, that's enough."

"And can you still give up on this thing if you want to?"

One might even say that his behavior is a bit scumbag.

Aye will be angry, run away from home in disappointment, and sever ties with Tamaki Hikaru.

Staring at the light raindrops outside the eaves, Yachiyo Yayoi sat on the edge, hugging her knees and turning her face.

Tamaki Hikaru continued to sit on the side of Yuan, constantly rubbing his fingers.

The two people's eyes met together, and after staring at each other for a while, Tamaki Hikari chose to give in first.

Tamaki Hikari's possible magic is almost incredible to the point of being omnipotent.

Yachiyo Yayoi stood up and looked down at Tamaki Hikari.

"But that would be troublesome, wouldn't it? If you have an assistant, you wouldn't have to worry about tidying up and sorting out such trivial matters, right?"

But Yachiyo Yayoi still practices what she said as before.

Tamaki Hikaru chose to break free from this shackles, so he was prepared for the fact that it would hurt Aye.

So Tamaki Hikaru understands feeling disappointed, angry, and even hating.

"There is no need to worry about any favors or feelings. They are not shackles that restrict you and me."

"What are you going to do next? You must have something in mind to make such a bet, right?"

But for Yachiyo Yayoi, this was all expected.

Yachiyo Yayoi didn't understand why Tamaki Hikaru gave up such a useful ability.

Is it because it will affect reincarnation?

"Ha, I don't know, I don't know."

There was a little surprise on Yachiyo Yayoi's face.

But in the end, he chose to refuse. No matter how you look at it, it is indeed an understandable scumbag behavior.

"Well let's start by giving up magic, but actually I don't have much else to do for the time being."

"We are not like-minded people pursuing the same thing. There is no need to force yourself to stay by my side."

On the contrary, the fact that they would meet again in the future made her even more hopeful.

Yachiyo Yayoi ignored the implication of Tamaki Hikari's words and said nonchalantly.

Moreover, she is more transparent and more open-minded than Aye.

The words that made Tamaki Hikaru feel a little dazed were accompanied by raindrops falling.

Whether it is Tamaki Hikaru, A Ye, or Flanders, they will all change in the past ten years.

From the beginning, she never had the expectation that Tamaki Hikaru would give up and then be willing to stay.

"But if I leave, who will take care of you?"

"It's not like I can't take care of myself, you're worrying too much."

"There's nothing I want to do, like I said back then."

Tamaki Hikaru's tone was a little complicated.

"Forget it, do as you like."

We have obviously been having an affair with him for more than ten years, and we have taken advantage of him in all kinds of ways, and we are hanging on to him.

"But we have already injured people like this. If we still fail, then we will lose everything."

The difference is inevitable, it's just the difference between early and late.

"Give up magic? Why do you want to do this?"

Compared with the overly casual Yayoi Yachiyo, Aye can be called very lustful.

It is both convenient and powerful, and has no side effects. It has no flaws except that it is a bit uncontrollable.

No longer obsessed with this matter, Yachiyo Yayoi and Aye have different personalities after all.

Tamaki Hikaru smiled very freely.

"Whether it will have any impact? And how to give it up, I don't know at all."

"Now, I just follow my temporary feeling and do it naturally."

Believe that you will achieve a successful result and take action for it.

Everything else is decided by fate and luck.

"Even giving up your own magic is full of magical feeling."

Yachiyo Yayoi complained that this approach was full of randomness and bad style.

If she hadn't known that Tamaki Hikaru's magic was such a fucked up thing, she would probably have thought this was very nonsense.

"Yeah, it's just full of magic and nonsense."

Tamaki Hikaru laughed and stretched.

"In addition to continuous learning, I would like to write something for you to read."

Yachiyo Yayoi looked at Tamaki Hikaru's side face, and vaguely felt that there was indeed something different about Tamaki Hikari.

Where is it?

It seems to be the eyes, right? Although there was no change in his sight, his feeling was different.

Just like the spiritual vision mentioned in some Western novels, I always feel that Tamaki Hikaru's sight has seen something that I can't usually see.

"I now begin to sincerely believe that you can succeed."

Yachiyo Yayoi withdrew her gaze.

"I'm a little curious now about how we will meet in the future. I hope it won't be the same as this time."

Although she doesn't care about many things, Yachiyo Yayoi has always been worried about her ugly appearance when the two met.

This is her eternal dark history, so she said that she hoped that when the two meet again in the future, it would be best not to be like this again.

"Yayoi, you are a great beauty. If I were to bump into you while I was in a daze, I would definitely be stunned."

There is no comfort or flattery in this sentence.

Tamaki Hikari was just telling the truth. The special temperament of Yachiyo Yayoi was indeed difficult for people to ignore.

It is a flower of darkness that blooms quietly and is noticed by people at a glance even in a secluded night corner.

There is a unique charm of experiencing countless lives and deaths quietly without you noticing.

"Ha, is it amazing?"

Yachiyo Yayoi laughed and stopped chatting with Tamaki Hikaru.

It didn't matter that Aye was gone, and Flanders wasn't here either. Her work intensity immediately increased.

Tamaki Hikaru continued to sit alone in the courtyard, thinking about what he was going to write. The dream from the day before yesterday still lingers in Tamaki Hikaru's mind, and it has not gone away for a long time.

In the woods, streams, witches, and myself, the desire for expression seems to burst out.

At this time, Tamaki Hikari, who was acting naturally according to his feelings, was ready immediately.

Write down what you see, hear, and feel in your dreams through words.

A short story about a traveler named Tamaki Hikari who met a mysterious witch in the woods and then had a conversation with her.

But as soon as he picked up the pen and wrote a few words, Tamaki Hikari got stuck.

After all, the feelings in dreams are just feelings in dreams. It is still too difficult to express some very personal and self-feelings in words.

But fortunately, he doesn't need to write a story that needs other people's approval.

After being stuck for a short time, Tamaki Hikaru simply let himself go and started writing an essay in a chaotic manner.

The thick fog in the forest lingers for a long time, and the sunshine in the sky is so bright that it is difficult to tell whether it is dawn or dusk.

The witch stood on the other side of the stream, still unable to see her face clearly, but kept staring at Tamaki Hikari.

The mountain wind passed through the gaps between the trees in the forest, bringing with it a whine like a bagpipe.

Tamaki Hikaru looked down at the cool and clear stream, and then looked at his right hand.

On the ring finger, the golden cruel ring is still biting tightly like a beast.

Although I felt something from the beginning, it turned out that this dream was not a coincidence, but was there some other reason?

Tamaki Hikari, who no longer knows how many times he has had this dream, thought so.

Tamaki Hikaru tried to walk towards the dense forest, but found nothing and always came back here.

In this dream, only I and the witch in front of me were trapped here together, bound by the same ring.

Unfortunately, Tamaki Hikaru can't get close to the other party yet. Maybe as long as he sees the other party's face clearly, he can think of what is right.

Tamaki Hikari could only try to talk to the witch on the other side.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Although you don’t know who the other party is? And why did it appear in my dream.

But there is no doubt that the other person loves him very much, that kind of love is beyond words, and is always overflowing.

"I am a witch, a witch who loves you and was born for you."

The good news is that the other party answers all questions and does not pretend to be dead.

The bad news is that the other person is a riddler and always likes to make people guess when he speaks.

"No no no."

Tamaki Hikaru waved his hands repeatedly.

"I'm not talking about this kind of identity or racial pronoun, but a name that belongs only to you."

The witch in the mist didn't speak any more, Tamaki Hikaru continued on by herself.

"Well, it's another one without a name, so let me pick it up."

"I happen to be writing an interesting story recently using your identity and template, so I'll just use the name in the book."

"Aitaniti Mana, eternal magic, this should fit the bill, right?"

In this dream, Tamaki Hikaru is always chattering, and the witch is the one passively listening.

This feeling of speaking freely in dreams always seems a bit like hysteria.

Fortunately, this was not the first time that Tamaki Hikaru seemed to be hysterical, and he got used to it quickly.

Since A Ye left, Tamaki Hikaru's life has become increasingly corrupt.

Of course, this refers to style, not private life.

After relaxing a certain tight string, Tamaki Hikaru gradually felt like letting himself go.

Coupled with the gradual expansion of his brain problems, he began to become a little abnormal.

The brief intracranial self-talk like now is nothing at all.

But this feeling is really good. The witch knows a lot, and she basically knows everything Tamaki Hikaru knows.

So no matter what Tamaki Hikaru said, she could quickly understand it.

The pain of the ring in his hand gradually got used to it, and he no longer felt the pain of being short of breath.

Tamaki Hikari tried to ask the witch what it was, but the witch only said that it was a love contract.

Even if Tamaki Hikaru wants her to take it off, there is no way.

In the words of a witch, this is what you are born with.

Faced with the name Tamaki Hikaru chose, the witch did not speak, and it was not clear whether she was satisfied or dissatisfied.

She just stood there quietly, neither taking a step forward nor taking a step back.

Just like the deer in the forest who is not afraid of people, and like the mountain god who appears quietly in the heavy fog.

She was like this in the dream, but Tamaki Hikari was not like this.

There were signs of aging visible to the naked eye on Tamaki Hikari's face. He had been tortured by such a dream and story for a long time.

I obviously wanted to write something of my own, but I stopped here, and the content was not the mysticism I had been studying.

Excluding some of the unclear meanings of the conversation with the witch, the most troublesome thing is how to characterize this story.

What is the relationship or origin between him and this strange witch lady?

The other party didn't say a word, and he didn't know when he lived in his dream.

He spoke a strange declaration of love, but the form of expression was unexpectedly cruel.

Unable to cross the bone-chilling stream, Tamaki Hikaru sat on the bank and drew portraits with his fingers.

The mist shrouded his vision, making him unable to see the appearance of the witch.

But he could rely on his imagination and try to draw her appearance.

This dream was very boring. I didn't know how long it would take until I woke up. Tamaki Hikaru could only pass the time like this.

It's just that Tamaki Hikari's vision is a little wandering, and he doesn't seem to be as clueless as he showed at the beginning.

After erasing the face of the witch painted on the ground for an unknown number of times, Tamaki Hikaru finally clapped his hands and stood up.

"It seems we can't go on like this any longer, Miss Witch."

"No, how should I put it? It should be said that she is a witch who has not yet become a witch."

I don't know how to express it, so I just rely on intuition to make vague guesses.

"You are not a witch yet, you are my magic that can cultivate the seeds of a witch."

"Or rather, [Witch's Fetus]."

Tamaki Hikaru's thinking was very confusing, and at the same time, his feelings were also very neurotic.

Even some words that should have been forgotten are flashing back in my mind from time to time in this neurotic state.

The scattered pieces fit together and continued to guide him.

The originally permeable fog was now a bit thinner, and the sky seemed brighter.

It seems as if sunlight has penetrated through the fog, leaving behind the shape of light.

Tamaki Hikaru took a deep breath and stepped into the cold and biting stream again.

The cool and clear stream water pierced like an ice knife, but the sunlight shone through the already thin mist.

A little warmth softened the biting chill, allowing Tamaki Hikaru to hold on and wade across the creek.

It also allowed him to finally come in front of this witch.

(End of this chapter)